If I disappear, will I be missed?
Last night was the best night in a long while. I hung out with Aaron, Santiago, Fernando, and Bruce. We hung out at his house, hackey sacked, talked, and went and saw Star Wars. I want to do that again. Like now. But I can't. I have to go to a barbecue. And I'm not particularly sure if I can go to Kevin's party now because of it. It depends if my parents get home before ten and if I'm still allowed out. I want to go, but Kevin and I haven't spoken in a long time. I don't like my neighborhood anymore. I used to love it. Now I hate it when I realize how much bullshit goes on in it. Maria was the biggest liar in the world. Kayla has changed so much it isn't even funny; I don't even hang out with her anymore. I hear she's a real whore right now... Kevin is just... not smart. He's cool and my favorite friend here but he talks really really loud, makes fun of emo, and repeats the same jokes over and over again. And they're never funny. Matt... I think he's my least favorite. He is the world's biggest mama's boy. I don't think that it's his fault though, his mom is like a little kid, always gossiping, and she wants to be a little girl. It's so annoying. Like when the other day Matt was having a little fit, she left the door to the garage opening, clearly lying saying it was the smell of sweaty teenagers. We hadn't been sweating. She wanted to hear me ask Kevin what was happening. I knew it too because she wouldn't leave the area close to the door. So I said it. One second later she was in saying it's not anyone's fault blah blah blah. So Matt comes in from crying after everyone's gone out to console him. I say, I should go home because he didn't want to talk about what was bothering him. I STILL don't know what was bothering him that day. Then an hour later, after sitting at home, Ryan calls me and invites me back over. I left, leaving all my friends, with nothing to do. I came back, expecting an apology. I didn't get any. What the FUCK? I think he was just jealous of me hanging out with Aaron. I mean, me and Aaron are really good friends. We've been best friends since 3rd grade. It's not our fault we side with each other over anyone, we've just been good friends for such a long time that it's only natural. And Aaron has slept over both weekends when Ryan's been home, and I haven't. I haven't been invited. I got told no one was allowed to sleep over the one night I COULD and then Aaron ended up sleeping over. That's so much bullshit. I really really realllllly dislike Matt more than you could imagine. Anyway, after this I went outside and stuff and after working I got some water from a refrigerator we have in our garage. My brother stacked all this stuff up on top of the refrigerator and my dad's car was parked next to it, and I close the door and everything falls so my dad starts yelling at me and he's about to hit me when my mom walks in. I hate everything about where I live. I want my dad to work 7 days a week, because if I'm with him for more than two days, he always ends up getting pissed off at me for no reason whatsoever. Ah well, that's been my last two days so far. Later.